"Where were you?" Adam mumbles, his voice laced with tiredness.
"Talking to Brad," I reply, climbing into his bunk with him. My face flushes as I remember what happened. I can't lie to Adam. I have to tell him, but do I let Brad do it or not?
"Why?" he murmurs, kissing my forehead as I wrap my arms around him.
"He saw my scars today," I whisper, gripping his shirt tightly.
"Are you okay?"
I bury my face in his chest, breathing in his scent as I try to calm down. Tears prick my eyes, and I don't know what to do. I want to tell him, but I also don't want to.
"Hey hey hey. What's wrong?"
"Nothing," I lie badly before biting my lip.
"Did Brad do something?" His voice is laced with worry.
"I—he—yes? No," I say quickly before mentally kicking myself.
"What? What did he do?" He sounds a bit angry, and I really don't want this to ruin their friendship.
"Can he talk to you directly tomorrow?" I say after a moment, lifting my face to look at him. He bites his lip, his blue eyes barely visible in the dark.
"I guess," he finally replies, but he doesn't sound happy about it.
"I'm sorry," I whisper.
"What happened? Why are you sorry?" He reaches up and brushes my hair behind my ear. Leaving his hand on my face, he strokes my cheek gently.
I don't know how to respond. I close my eyes tightly, biting my lip as I try not to cry. I fail, and I feel a tear fall down the side of my face.
"Hey. It's okay. Let's just talk about it tomorrow, yeah?" He kisses my forehead before pulling me into his chest. He rubs my back, and I try to slow my rapidly beating heart. Why does everything have to be so complicated?
Very short filler sorryyyyy
I'm working on building this idea I have, and it's taking forever like I thought this story would be over by now lmfao
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Felicity and Adam both have their demons. Will they escape their hells, or will they remain caged inside forever? Warning: strong language and a whole lot depressing and triggering shit (self-harm etc.) as well as drug abuse, so read at your own ris...